Leola and Ozzie vs. The World

Chapter 37

"Ozzie slow down!" I shouted. Ozzie slammed on the brakes sending my forehead into the dashboard.

"Oh, I'm sorry!" Ozzie cried. I was teaching her how to drive a golf cart after she begged me for 30 minutes.

"No it's ok...you're learning". I said rubbing my forehead. "Just ease up on the breaks".

"Ok". She slammed on the gas sending my back into the seat. Ozzie swerved and turned all over the golf course. I could tells she was driving into the sand on purpose.

"Take a left". I said clinging on for my life. Ozzie sharply turned the cart almost tipping it over.

We were heading over to camp. It was straight ahead all Ozzie had to do was slow down.

"Ok slow down".  I said nervously. Ozzie struggled to reach the pedal with her short legs.

I looked back up and I realized Yael was right ahead of us.

"Ozzie slow down!" I yelled. Ozzie let go of the wheel to duck down and pressed the brakes.

The kart flipped and slid over infront of Yael. I felt like throwing up at the throbbing headache I now had.

"Oz, are you ok?" I asked rubbing my head.

"Yaeh!" She answered cheerfully. We got out the cart to see Yael shaking his head at us.

"You're just gonna have to be 16 to drive just like everyone else". Yael said towards Ozzie.

"Nuh uh, it's just that Leola is a bad teacher!" Ozzie said.

"What!" I replied. "Oh fine then, how about you get Yael to teach you".

Yael shot me a death stare. Ozzie smiled and nodded. "That would be a great idea!" Yael face palmed himself as I laughed at him.

Alex rushed over. "Aw please tell me you guys didn't crash the cart, we need it for camp".

"No I think it's still drivable". I said as I tipped it back over. I drove the rest of the way to the camp.

The camp wasn't much, just carts and cars pulled into a circle. A fireplace in the middle, a pick up on the side for someone to be on watch, a pond on the other side for water. I honestly think this camp is pretty stable but some people think otherwise.

I parked the cart next to another one making some kind of wall.

"Leola, we need to talk!" Tyreese called. I sighed knowing what this conversation would be about.

Tyreese was over in the hills playing golf. He hates it but it keeps his mind busy.

"What?" I asked approaching him.

"Just so you know, we're out of meds". He said swinging the put and missing.

"What!"

"Well what'd you expect, we've been here for two weeks". He missed again.

"We'll just have to make another trip to the Medical Center then".

Tyreese finally hit the ball and it practically flew up into outer space. He turned to me with a pissed face.

"No, we almost got our asses chomped off last time".

"Well what do you suppose we do?" I snapped.

"Tell Ozzie to ease up on the lotion". He muttered.

"You know she has a skin condition!"

"Or, we could just...leave!"

"For the last time, we can't, you know why we're here!"